thoughts from heart

I switched on the AC and got comfortably seated on my plush chair. I was about to sip my coffee when my receptionist told me that Vaneet was waiting for me. Hearing his name made me both sad as well as angry. No matter how many times I tried to convince him that desires won't take him anywhere, he just never paid any heed and ended up coming at my doorstep. Today was again that day. I took my coffee cup and told my receptionist to let him in.             He had been to my room so many times that it wasn't new to him. I looked at his face carefully and realized that he had baggy eyes. Probably he didn't sleep last night and this time it looked like he had cried too. My heart choked but my profession didn't give me the liberty to become emotional. He sat on the couch as if he wanted support for survival.             "Vaneet, what the hell is wrong with you?" My voice was mor...

"What the hell is this? Is this what you call a presentation? You have to present it in front of company's Vice President not submit it as a part of your project that you can use flowery templates and totally neglect the facts. Get lost before I throw you out myself," I screamed at my junior and she left the room sobbing. "God, I don't know how come these B-schools pass these naive creatures and even if they do what makes them think that I have opened some academy where they can come and learn things?" I talked at a high pitch with myself. Exhausted with the outburst I sat down on her seat and called Shankar Bhaiya, "1 cup coffee and make it sure it's the way I want."             I started sorting out the files and was typing furiously on my laptop when Shankar Bhaiya came with coffee. He just kept the coffee mug on the table and left without a word. Seeing a lonely coffee mug I realised that Shankar bhaiya must be angry at my o...

I entered the hall and was greeted by an intoxicating fragrance of liquor and mouth watering cuisine. Looking around, everyone was dressed in designer gowns and for the first time I thanked heaven for my beautiful gown and muttered a curse for thinking that I could fit in here wearing my plain Jane business suit. But then I have no experience of such expensive and over the top parties. So, what kind of experience did I actually have? Before I could answer that my introspective mood got a road breaker. "Hey Zenab, you are looking beautiful as usual." Somebody complemented me and all I could muster was a smile. I wanted to ask her what made her think that I looked beautiful? Was it my gown or was it me? Then I realized that in parties like this it is a social norm to complement each other. Most of the times these complements are sarcastic and other times its a surprise as how come could anyone afford such an expensive piece. To be honest, I hated these parties and most of the...

            I scanned the room. It was full of so called ‘High Society people who were dressed in nothing less than Gucci or Prada.’ I looked at my own blood red gown and even though it wasn’t from a high end brand still I had paid a fortune for it and the result had been mind-blowing till now. The gown hugged my figure like it was tailor made and I secretly thanked those long tedious hours in gym that had got me into such a figure. I was on another round of wine when I felt a hand on my shoulder.             “Hey Tamanna, congratulations for the success of the Ad-campaign. You did an amazing job.” I smiled faintly at the compliment generously thrown at me by my boss’s wife and thanked her for being appreciative. I indulged in a bland conversation with her and all the while she bragged about her recent trip to Paris I couldn’t help but pray that someone should come to my r...

"So, what's your plan for the day?" Sumit asked me and I thought for a while. "I'll maybe go to the mall and shop," I specifically stressed on the word 'shop' and hearing that Sumit smiled and nod his head in sheer mockery, "or I would watch a movie. Don't worry at all I know how to keep myself busy." Sumit finished his breakfast and said, "Had you told me earlier I would have taken an off but now there's no chance." "Like I said don't worry. You go and finish your work and once you are done then we would go and watch a play." He made a face and said, "No way. I am not going to any watch any play. We can watch a movie but watching a play is out of question." I was utterly disappointed but Sumit decided to overlook it. He picked his laptop bag, kissed my forehead and said, "Do let me know from where should I pick you and yes I love you." "I love you too." The moment he left ...